07/09: Ouch! Whether they've suffered a skinned knee or a more serious injury, this character could use a little help from a friend or partner right about now. (500 words)
Bullet Wound | 500 words | Rated K
"Go to your son," Reid said. "Go. I'm good, I'm fine." He did not want to keep Dr Barton away from his son when he knew that he would be fine. Anyway, he could see Rossi and JJ getting out of a car.
"Okay," Dr Barton replied. He rushed over to his son and made sure he was okay.
The next 10 minutes went by in a blur for Reid. He managed to stay conscious long enough to let them know something bad had happened to Hotch and that Emily was with him at the hospital and he managed to tell them that he had been shot in the leg. He attempted to sit up – to see how the unsub was – but was stopped by Rossi. "I had to shoot him. He was going to shoot."
"We know," JJ assured him.
"Lay still. The medics will be here in a second," Rossi told him. Reid pushed himself up; pain etched onto his face. "Stay with him, JJ. Make sure he doesn't move." Rossi wanted to go and call Emily to find out what had happened to Hotch.
"Spence?" JJ said. She put her hand on his cheek.
"JJ, I'm fine."
Reid pushed her hand away and went to move closer to the unsub. "Stay still, Reid," JJ ordered. She bent down next to him and held his hand. Instead of pushing her away again, Reid squeezed her hand, grateful for the company. The adrenaline he had had from shooting Meyers had almost entirely evaporated and the pain from being shot was starting to overwhelm him.
"JJ, Hotch..." Reid mumbled. He clutched his head with his spare hand, wishing his leg would stop hurting and his head would stop pounding long enough for him to think straight.
"Hotch will be fine. He's with Emily," JJ assured him quietly. She smiled at Reid, who attempted to smile back. Finally, Reid let the pain win him over and lay on the ground. JJ held his clammy hand and got more comfortable next to him. She lifted his head and rested it on her lap. "You're gonna be alright, Spence," she mumbled. Reid's eyes started to close and his face had become a lot paler since JJ had arrived. "We need a medic over here."
JJ was worried that Reid's injury had already caused him to lose too much blood. But Reid seemingly knew what she was thinking because he mumbled: "I've probably only lost about 2 pints."
"Don't talk, lay still," JJ whispered. Reid managed to nod in agreement, although it made him feel very lightheaded.
"Hotch was stabbed," Reid muttered.
"It's okay. Emily's with him," JJ replied.
"I think it was Foyet. I think Hotch was taken by Foyet." His voice was disorientated and weak but Reid still seemed to want to talk about Hotch. "We need to get to Foyet before he hurts Hotch again."
"Don't worry." Reid nodded, his breathing rapid. He closed his eyes finally; comforted by his friend.
